The atmosphere shifted instantly. All eyes turned toward me, especially the Langford Family seated in the front row. Anthony, Sienna’s father, was the first to react, rising to his feet, fury darkening his face.
“What’s the meaning of this? Lucas Everhart was supposed to marry into our family! Who’s the man up there?”
Without a word, Daisy, Sienna’s mother, stormed the stage and yanked the groom’s mask off.
A collective gasp rose from the crowd.
“Isn’t that Tristan, the adopted son of the Everhart Family?!”
“Unbelievable! Did they really swap the groom?”
“Only Lucas Everhart is the true sacred bloodline match needed to break the curse. If Tristan marries Sienna Langford, it won’t be lifted!”
Tristan’s face turned ashen. But Sienna remained calm. She squeezed Tristan’s hand and gave him a reassuring nod before stepping forward.
She knelt solemnly before her parents. “Dad, Mom, Tristan is the only man I love. I will not marry anyone else.”
“I don’t believe in some ridiculous curse. Our female ancestors lived long lives, well into their hundreds!”
Anthony’s face was thunderous as he slammed his cane to the floor.